I was really happy to see that this hot and muggy weather we are suffering through has at least one added benefit.
Last week I wandered into the kitchen to get yet another cooling drink and what do I see, but four pale frog bellies pressed against the glass of the sliding back door . They were tiny, only as big as my fingerprint, and over the next week we watched them get bigger each day.
They love the glass door as the light inside attracts bugs, so all they have to do is climb up and wait for something delicious to get close. Our only dilemma is how to let the dog out for a run around and a wee before bedtime if the opening door means frogs inside, and imminent death under my dusty furniture? We have taken to checking with a torch before opening it and if we are under attack he goes out the front door on the lead!
Despite my policing of the door I have discovered two of them inside in recent days and luckily I managed to turf them out before my bad housekeeping did them in. One was found on the window ledge in the loungeroom trying to catch the bugs on the outside (cute doesn’t always mean smart) and one jumped out at my feet when I was cutting sandwiches for the next days lunch. That particular one was covered in fluff (it had obviously trekked quite a distance before making it to the kitchen) and my first thought was eek! huntsman! so it very nearly got stomped on. When I tried to trap that one it headed straight for the dog so, again, cute doesn’t mean smart.
It has been quite a while since we have had frogs just hanging around. I am sure they have always been there as in the past we have found single ones under the woodpile (which is where I took the photo) or in the ferns at random times but to see a group of them like that each evening is a wonderful thing.